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is the mind yet a thinking thing, or dost the mind create thought, as i said before in the

letter, the one that shall never return again, catching a stone thrown through artificial

intelligence is a tricky thing to discover, but it is the words lost that you miss because

the letter yet gone to flames, dost the mind think the thoughts thinking dost create,

what was the question againe? the stone thrown smacks the mirrored puddle frozen

and as it freezes it also breaks and also yet smashes the mirrored face within, the white

mask within the hallway screaming at the wall, do not break the mirror in the hall

and hidden somewhere the memory of once it was i was ever to be looking for, and

wherefore art thou, hidden door, we're not joking around anymore, wherefore art thou

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